I wouldn't blame it on the biological growth and time for the lack of enthusiasm a hundred-and-one percent. Other factors affecting it would simply be Penang's weather itself acting like a tantrum blaming the geographical climate, and also my effed up stacks of assignments to be submitted right after the holidays. FML.
Also to whatever hum-drums happened that saddened me in the past, was all kept in a box, buried a hundred feet under, though moving on is always something to contemplate about.
Don't pester your brain to understand this post. You've just wasted your time.